The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Everyone held their thumbs up at that. "Take a good look. Now that's a person who actually knows what it means to rear dogs. You really pale in comparison, Crewcut!"

"What's it to you?!" the burly man bellowed. "Mind your own business, or I'll butcher every last one of you!"

That only left everyone else infuriated.

"Threatening people at the drop of a hat? Did you think we're all pushovers? Come on, do it-we're not afraid!"

Crewcut quickly realized that there was no beating the mob and ignored them as he turned back to Frank. "I won't ask for more, kid. Apologize to my dog and pay for its vet fee, or I'll make you!"

"Pay you? Apologize?" Frank smirked. "You actually have the cheek to ask? In fact, not only am I refusing, but I'm demanding you pay us for causing mental distress. Refuse, and you'll see what happens next!"

"Really?" Crewcut laughed. "Let me be frank-I'm no one's bitch! Kill him, boy!"

his large dog lunged at Frank, but he did not flinch as he kicked the dog

Everyone only applauded.

"The man was already being nice. We would've

maniacally but never stood a chance as Frank floored him with a kick, and he could not get up just like

a crouch in front of Crewcut, Frank snapped coolly, "Remember— dogs will always be dogs, and they aren't worth a human life! I won't take any issue if you keep your dog in

that, he kicked him viciously,

smirked, not bothered by the issue and

weren't strong enough for him, who knows what he would've

"There are too many of his sort these days.

down the mountain, resting at

but

had arrived just after